I am the Baron d'Artagnon, lieutenant of the company of men-at-arms commanded by Monseigneur the Duc d'Herouville." Gabrielle, under the circumstances in which she and her lover stood, was struck by these words, and by the frank tone with which the soldier said them.
"Your nurse is here; she may overhear us.

Come this way," said the baron.
He left the garden, and Gabrielle followed him to the beach behind the house.
"Fear nothing!" said the baron.
That speech would have frightened any one less ignorant than Gabrielle; but a simple young girl who loves never thinks herself in peril.
"Dear child," said the baron, endeavoring to give a honeyed tone to his voice, "you and your father are on the verge of an abyss into which you will fall to-morrow.

I cannot see your danger without warning you.
Monseigneur is furious against your father and against you; he suspects you of having seduced his son, and he would rather see him dead than see him marry you; so much for his son.

As for your father, this is the decision monseigneur has made about him.

Nine years ago your father was implicated in a criminal affair.